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Starting tomorrow, I'm a nuclear technician!
Good God.
And tomorrow morning, I'm gonna buy your ring back! Then I'm going house-hunting!
Doesn't your job start tomorrow?
Eh, somebody'll cover for me.
Homer, that's -- Ohh!
Uh, why don't you let me handle it, Homer?
Oh, college boy, eh?
Homer, for God's sakes, let him deliver the baby!
Homie, isn't he beautiful?
Hey, as long as he's got eight fingers and eight toes, he's fine by me.
Ahh, Bart. Daddy's little angel.
Why you little... He did that on purpose!
How could he? He's only ten minutes old.
Bart, Lisa. Come here for a minute...
Y'know, son, the day you were born I received the greatest gift a man could have.
As the years went by, your mother and I were blessed twice more.
And not a day goes by that we don't thank God for all three of you.
Homer, I'm not pregnant.
Yeah!!! Whoa! Excellent, Marge!
Aw, ain't that cute... Hey!
Hey! Where in God's name did you learn that kind of... daaaanncciinng!
Dad, can I have some money to buy Bart a birthday present?
Mon-ey.
Dad, this is a hundred and ten dollars.
Oh, sorry.
That's very righteous. Funky C Funky Do will be back to lip sync another one of their hits, right after this.
Hey kids! Why sit in front of the TV, when you can be on the radio!?
WE'RE GONNA ROLL THIS TRUCKIN' CONVOY / CROSS THE U.S.A. / CON-VOY...
That could be Bart!
Throw away your bulky transmitters and broadcasting towers...
The SuperStar celebrity microphone lets you hear your voice through any AM radio!
Hey good lookin', we'll be back to pick you up later.
He's in for some lovin'.
It's the perfect gift for birthdays, graduations, board meetings.
You're fired!
Hm... Bart's birthday's coming up.
But order now, supply is limited.
Limited?!
Do you have any of those microphones left?
Yeah, a couple.
Y'know, Marge. Bart's really gonna like my birthday present this year. It won't be like those shoe trees I got him last year... or the shelf paper I bought him for Christmas. I'll buy his love yet.
Okay, Sideshow Mel, bring out the birthday cake!
Hey kids, while Sideshow Mel mops up, let's see the names of our Krusty birthday pals for today!
All right! Here comes my name!
Wow, best eight bucks I ever spent.
Bart, your Grampa's on the phone. He wants to wish you a happy birthday.
Isn't that nice? Take a message. Right now I'm off to hit forty-six local merchants for free birthday goods and services.
I'm here for my free birthday sundae.
Eat it and get out.
Digital audio tape, my butt! When I was a kid, we had compact discs, and I don't recall no one complaining.
Damn right.
Sorry, Rosarita. I gotta get to my birthday party.
Farewell, Señor Bart!
Hey, good to see ya. Glad you could make it. Toby, have you lost weight? Uh-oh, here comes trouble.
It's Wally! Hey Wally, do something funny!
Hey, later, okay... hey, why don't you go bug your parents?
Cool, Larry the Looter!
Hey there, I hear it's your birthday. How old are you?
Well, I'm --
That's great! Would you like us to sing you a special song?
Hell, no.
You got it! Ready, Señor Beaver-otti?
I'm-a ready. And-a one and-a two...
YOU'RE THE BIRTHDAY / YOU'RE THE BIRTHDAY / YOU'RE THE BIRTHDAY BOY OR GIRL.
Wha th...?
It's a label maker.
Mmm-hmm. We have one at home. Before we got it I was always finding Patty's stubble in my leg razor.
Ehhh...
Bart, I'll bet you think nothin's gonna top that cactus. Well, check out my present!
Bart! Be polite.
Next, please.
Bart, I've noticed your birthday presents are a poor crop at best. I hope this turns the tide.
Just gorgeous.
Now we can be twins!
There's only one can of beer left and it's Bart's.
Hey boy, how's the microphone working?
Bart! I would love to get a present like that.
Here you go. Enjoy.
Listen, boy, this is a great invention! Watch.
WE GOT A GREAT BIG CON-VOY / ROCKIN' THROUGH THE NIGHT / WE GOT A GREAT BIG CON-VOY / AIN'T SHE A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT / CON-VOY
Quit it, Dad!
Hey good-lookin', we'll be back for some dinner later!
Wha'd you say? I can't understand you with all that distortion.
What a crappy birthday.
What do you mean, how did I get on the radio? I created the universe! Stupid kids.
Y'know Bart, I don't think this is such a bad present. Maybe you just shouldn't talk into it as loud as your father does.
Testing... testing... One, two, three... Oh, my. Do I sound like that?
Hey, it does work!
I bet you could have a lot of fun with this. Why don't you go show your father?
Mmmmm. Chocolate.
Mmmmm. Chocolate.
Marge, we need some more vanilla-chocolate-and-strawberry ice cream.
I'll get some at the store tomorrow, Homer.
Mmmmm. Chocolate.
People of Earth, this is Bartron, commander of the Martian invasion force. Your planet is in our hands. Resistance is useless.
We have captured your president. He was delicious.
Why, you little...
Wait a minute. Does this mean you like my present?
Uh-huh.